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Every Day in Every Way (Free verse) by nentwined my mind, it is changing --
not into another,
but new things arranging
in
prismatic lines.
a new dawn is dawning
and causing expansion,
while the
old mind is yawning
with prismatic dreams.
a butterfly emerging --
twilight's last blooming,
with vitality surging
and prismatic wings.
twilight's last blooming
is but one of many,
with many more looming;
more prismatic beings.
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